I'm painting you a picture with these wordsBut you will never see it, never see this pictureI'm shading in this picture with these verbsBut you will never see it, never see this pictureBut I'd only ever show it to a blind manAnd ask him he thinks about the colors and the numbersAnd the shading and all those thingsI'm hanging up the truth on these wallsWhich will soon be plastered over like a thousand times beforeBut I'd only ever show it to a blind manAnd he would tell me things about the colors and the numbersAnd the shading and all those thingsPainting you a picture with these wordsBut you will never see it, never see this pictureWell I'd only ever show it to a blind manAnd ask him he thinks about the colors and the numbersAnd the shading and all those things